"Alright," Gafgar said and stomped the ground. A dunlord soon appeared, and he rode on it then coursed through the forest in Dave's territory.
Dave followed after Gafgar. Soon he heard the sound of water. There was a stream next to them. After following along it, the stream converged into a wide-raging river.
They continued moving through the forest and following after the river until they exited. In front of Dave was an enormous raging sea. It was pitch black like if the water was made of ink. The broken moon hung close to the water; its reflection was hard to see among the raging waves.
At the end of the river was a large dock that had dozens of undead moving about. Logs and metal were placed neatly around the doc in stocks.
Looking into the sea Dave saw a ship that didn't budge even though the waves of the sea raged. But calling it just a boat would degrade the enormity and beauty of such a vessel.
